This snippet was inspired by a piece of fanart that can be found on Tumblr. You can find the link to the art on my AO3 account.


Gordon was King of the booty short. It was a universally accepted truth.

(Yes, he was also King of the Board Shorts, but this was different…)

He owned several, all in increasingly garish colours in almost every shade of neon, and when on a beach holiday Gords would alternate between booty and board shorts.

With his swimmer's physique, booty shorts played to his strengths, emphasising the triangular upper body and the tightly toned but slimmer thighs.

Gordon preened as beach goers gave admiring looks.

Alan wouldn't be seen dead in such revealing attire. The one time his brother had attempted to get him to try a pair on they never got further than his bedroom. His brother had turned redder than his rocket and all but manhandled Gordon out so he could change.

Not before he snapped a picture for posterity.

Virgil, his wingman and more, had completely the wrong build. When Gordon had suggested it one family holiday many moons ago, along with the surprise entry into the bodybuilding competition and the hiding of all of his clothes, Virgil had simply stolen all of Gordon's 'normal' clothes and squeezed himself into them, splitting seams and 'ruining' a couple of classic Tees. Gordon swore he could still see man-boobs on some of them.

John was an enigma. The man could possibly pull off The Booty. He was nowhere near as skinny as people thought. They got that idea, Gordon thinks, because John has always felt the cold and worn lots of layers.

Gordon had been brave once and asked his brother, but the terrible price EOS exacted when he hadn't even done anything stopped him asking again.

The terrible price he would pay had also been the reason he'd not asked Kayo either. Having seen her in bikinis and sarongs he knew she could rock the look if she chose, but Gordon had excellent self-preservation ideals and while he was pretty sure Kayo would look stunning in a pearly sugar pink, this moment in time was not the right time to encourage this vision into becoming a reality.

He dismissed Scott out of hand. His eldest brother was a stickler for the rules and their Dad's mini-me and Gordon didn't even bother to ask.

And then one day…

Two days on the beach for people who lived on a tropical island may sound weird, but the truth was that only he and Virgil really took advantage of the small stretch of sand they had at home.

When they wanted rest and light activity as a family then the beach it was. They could sunbath and swim and surf with ease. Two days might not sound a lot, but with their workload it was welcome and utilised to the full.

Day two and time to do some baking. He'd only been out of the water long enough to eat and drink yesterday, and while the waves still called him Gordon had decided to dedicate the morning to sun worshiping. And for that he wore his favourite neon-orange booty shorts and nothing else but the beach towel he'd lay on wrapped around his shoulders. He grinned at the comments and whistles thrown his way.

Alan and Virgil were still asleep - they'd be lucky to see either of them this side of noon - and John was Berry-red despite sunscreen and a hat and had holed up in the local museum. That just left Scott, and Gordon wasn't 100% sure where his eldest brother was. He didn't let that stop him - Scott was big enough to take care of himself.

Gordon settled back on his towel and closed his eyes.

A low wolf-whistle had him open a lazy eye to see who else was admiring him when he got the shock of his life. Thank goodness he was already lying on the sand - if he'd been on a lounger he'd have surely fallen off.

Striding purposely towards him and ignoring the comments and whistles was Scott.

Scott, his most boring brother, who wore the same clothes even on vacation, was currently wearing a pair of Scott-blue booty shorts and an orange-red towel. The shorts emphasised a body that was all muscle.

Gordon flicked his glasses up and watched Scott lay the towel out beside him and get comfortable. He grinned in amusement.

Scotty looked damn good in booty shorts.

Gordon might have to work out a little harder to keep his crown…